Different World Online

"Yes!" Old Pete nodded heavily.

“You may not have heard of this term.

But the group of old scholars in the Nine Rings Tower clearly said, upgrade!

Normal professionals need to constantly hone their professional skills to upgrade their job rank, but the Slaughter Godsons don’t need to do that. They can upgrade by killing enemies.”

After hearing this, Steve was stunned.

Isn’t this just about killing monsters and leveling up?

Am I a time traveler or is this guy a time traveler?

When Steve thought of this, he became furious.

I have killed so many bugs, but this broken system still doesn't give me any hints;

The normal process should not be:

Ding~ Congratulations! You killed the creeper. Did you get 100 experience points? !

Then he defeated monsters and leveled up all the way, becoming a legend in a month, shocking everyone!

Why is this script different from what I expected?

Looking at Steve's face turning blue and purple, Old Pete nodded with satisfaction.

"So you'd better stay away from that guy, he's not a good person."

Hearing this, Steve nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Seeing this, Old Pete was immediately more satisfied;

Steve was a gold medal scout who was tricked into joining the team by himself. If he was poached by someone else, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood!

The most important thing is that this guy is very much to my taste.

He is neither disrespectful to the elderly like Thorin, nor humble and eager to learn, and has the patience to sit down and listen to the old man's chatter;

If this kid hadn't occasionally said something so obscene that it could make people angry to death, I would have wanted to take him in as my apprentice.

After a long while, Steve, who seemed to have thought of something, spoke again.

"You said that the Son of Slaughter can absorb the souls of the dead. Do all Sons of Slaughter have the ability to do so?"

"All right!" Old Pete nodded affirmatively, and then added:

“Not only the Son of Slaughter, but even the Son of Slaughter’s children can awaken this power buried deep in their blood;

We generally call such people the Sons of Slaughter."

"What's the source of this ability?" Steve asked thoughtfully.

"Baal, the fallen god of murder, one of the three gods of death."

At this point, old Pete's habit of mumbling came back, and he began to explain science to Steve out of habit.

“The Three Gods of Death, their origins are long lost, but their notoriety resounds throughout the multiverse.

Baal, god of tyranny, Baal, god of murder, and Melkor, god of the dead;

Among them, Baal and Melkor are dead, but the God of Tyranny has returned.

correct!

As for living gods, you'd better not call them by their names! They may target you, although the chance of this happening is negligible, but for a wanderer, caution is the best friend. "

Hearing this, Steve nodded honestly.

He deeply agreed with the advice of listening to others and having enough food.

Soon, after Steve and others had safely moved forward for more than two hours, an extremely magnificent city suddenly appeared in front of them.

The towering city wall is about 300 feet (about 100 meters) high, and is completely black, as if it were cast from a single piece of steel, without any gaps;

On the upper edge of the city wall, triangular flags with various strange patterns fluttered in the wind.

The closer Steve got, the more terrifyingly tall the city wall seemed to him. It was like a series of 30-meter-high buildings connected together. Even with the square sun high in the center of his head, the tall city wall still cast a large shadow.

Just when Steve couldn't help but smacking his lips, Thorin, who was walking beside him, started complaining with an unhappy look on his face.

"Although I know that Holy Shield City is safe, every time I come back, I want to chop those damn mages with an axe!"

"Why?" Curious baby Steve turned his head and asked.

"You'll know in a minute!" Thorin's short legs trembled, and he was obviously not in the mood to chat.

Just as they arrived at the base of the city wall, a wobbly hanging basket was lowered down from the top of the wall via a rope.

After a while, this giant hanging basket that could accommodate more than a dozen people landed on the ground.

Seeing this, Thorin's legs shook even more violently.

"Moradin's hemorrhoids!

I hate this thing even more than bugs. Can't those stupid Nine Ring Tower mages just open a door in the wall and let me walk in? ! "

"Okay, stop complaining!

Every time you come back, you will worry about the hemorrhoids of your dwarf god!"

On the side, Old Pete pushed and pulled Thorin, who was unable to move his legs, forward.

Steve jumped into the basket early and chose a comfortable position to sit down. At this moment, his heart had already flown to the city.

After a brief interlude, everyone sat in the hanging basket. The thick hemp rope tied to the basket was tightened, and everyone slowly rose up.

Strong winds blew in the air, causing the hanging basket to sway left and right;

After a while, the basket rose to the top, and Steve followed everyone to 'get off the boat' in an orderly manner.

The moment his feet touched the ground, Steve was completely speechless at the scene in front of him.

This city was completely different from what he had imagined.

It's not that there is no city gate, there is no city wall at all!

Let's put it this way, this so-called "Holy Shield City" is like a solid discus.

What he was standing on was not a city wall at all, but the foundation!

It is like a mountain cut in half, covered with densely packed stone houses of no more than two stories high.

Just when Steve was speechless, Old Pete jumped down from the basket nimbly and walked to Steve.

“Magnificent!”

It’s so magnificent!

This broken city is clearly a stupid design!

Instead of building such a large foundation on the Zerg battlefield, it would be better to directly raise the city to the sky.

Just as Steve was complaining in his heart, Old Pete spoke again:

“Under our feet is the real floating city - the Holy Shield. As for what’s in front of you, it’s just a temporary place opened up by the Nine Rings Tower for us to live and trade.

If we encounter a critical moment, the Holy Shield City can be raised to avoid the Zerg's attack."

Just as Old Pete was introducing the Shield City to Steve, a man dressed as a wizard and wearing tortoiseshell glasses suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Old Pete and Steve.

“It’s roughly correct, but not exact;

Strictly speaking, the full name of the Aegis is Giles 3 Cage-type Floating City.

Its main function is to detain criminals who have committed serious crimes and are sentenced to indefinite imprisonment;

Of course, Giles 3 can also be used for attacking, just like... have you ever tried discus throwing?"

Steve nodded woodenly.

"Throw it like a discus, hitting the giant enemy and releasing the vicious criminals inside as cannon fodder."

Hearing this, Steve smiled numbly at the mage who appeared out of nowhere, and he was speechless to the extreme.

Damn, it’s really a discus!

If this so-called "Holy Shield City" is compared to a bomb and the prisoners inside are compared to poison gas, then this thing is simply a poison gas bomb!

When Steve thought about having to live with this poison gas bomb for some time to come, he suddenly felt like he had no desire to live.

Holy Shield City, holy fucking shield!